His Obsession

CHAPTER FOUR JENNIFER KIMBERLY

My eyes locked onto Lucas's sleeping form, his chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. Memories of our past flooded my mind, fragmented thoughts tangling together like a knot. I struggled to articulate my emotions, my thoughts racing with the uncertainty of our future. The hospital room, with its sterile smell and dim lights, felt like a sanctuary, despite the beeping machines and antiseptic atmosphere. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm light on Lucas's face, his features relaxed in sleep.

What happened was that I was the easiest target, and that made me land in the hospital. As I struggled with feelings of being a stranger in my own life, Lucas's gentle presence beside me was a comforting contrast.

As Lucas sat beside me, his gentle presence was a balm to my frazzled nerves. A moment of silence passed before he stroked my hair, his touch igniting a sense of calm that spread through my body like a soothing wave.

Lucas asked me, 'Hey, babe, what's wrong?' His voice was laced with concern. I hesitated, unsure of how to articulate my thoughts. 'Yeah,' I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. Lucas's expression turned from concern to pain. 'Stop, babe, you are really hurting me,' he said, his words piercing the silence like a gentle reprimand.

The hospital room, with its sterile smell and dim lights, felt like a sanctuary, despite the beeping machines and antiseptic atmosphere. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm light on Lucas's face as he sat beside me.

I broke the silence by confessing what I thought and telling him how I felt that I wasn't really important to him and telling him to cut off ties with me, as I didn't want to get another hit because of him.

Lucas's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze piercing. 'Stop, babe, you are really hurting me,' he said, his voice low and gentle but laced with a hint of pain. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch comforting.

Please don't be scared and selfish because I have already promised you that we would work it through and I would protect you, didn't I? he asked me. Yes, you did, I said, sniffing with the tears that kept pouring down my face.

Hey, cakes, don't cry, he said, pecking my face and hugging me to calm down for a brief moment before he rose his head and asked me, Should I sleep here with you or on the couch?

And I laughed, knowing the sweet man that I married. Sure, you can stay here, but be on your best behavior, I told him. You bet, I will, he replied.

Lucas's promise to protect me was a comforting balm, but the unspoken threat lurking beneath the surface made my heart race. 'I love you so much, and you need to remember that,' he said, his eyes burning with intensity, as if daring me to forget the danger that still lurked in the shadows.

The hospital room was like a prison, confining me to a life of constant fear and uncertainty. As I had thoughts racing through my mind, what calmed me down was the trust that I had in him.

The next morning, Lucas' men came in while we ate breakfast in the hospital room. After he was done eating, he kissed me passionately before exiting the room with some of his men.

All that was left was the silence that surrounded me as I thought about all that happened, knowing that Lucas and I had been through hell together and that our love had emerged stronger because of it. He was my rock, my safe haven, and I was his. Together, we faced our demons and supported each other through the darkest times.

As I lay in the hospital bed, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was a burden to Lucas and that he only stayed with me out of guilt or obligation. I felt like I was drowning in my own shame, unable to escape the memories of my past mistakes, but I quickly shook my mind and cautioned myself not to act that way.

The hospital room felt like a prison, confining me to a life of constant fear and uncertainty. The beeping machines and antiseptic atmosphere added to the sense of confinement, making me feel trapped and helpless. I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was a burden to Lucas, and that he only stayed with me out of guilt or obligation. All I did was watch some television shows, play some games on my phone, and sleep before Lucas returned to the hospital.

Lucas brought me a tray of hospital food, the aroma of overcooked vegetables and bland chicken filling the air. I took a tentative bite, the dry chicken and mushy peas tasting like cardboard in my mouth. The cold metal fork felt uncomfortable in my hand, and the beeping machines in the background made me feel anxious.

Babe, you know that bringing in food not served in the hospital is prohibited, especially if it is for patients like me. But thank you for the flowers, as I do love them and, oh my goodness, they smell so divine.

I really loved flowers, and my favorite flowers are red roses, and he knew what to sweep the little one off her feet. We began eating while Lucas kept staring at me with hooded eyes, and I just blushed as I couldn't help it.

You're so sexy when you eat, Jennifer. I can't resist you," Lucas teased, making me blush. Oh, stop it, Lucas. You're making me feel like a goddess," I replied, laughing. Are you kidding, Lucas? I said. I look horrible in this gown. I rolled my eyes at him.

Don't you dare roll your eyes at me, or else you would be spanked, so hard, naughty girl, he smirked, before kissing me on the lips. Eat; you need your strength to get better, and to join me, take down the mother fucker who did this to you.

You're mine, Jennifer. No one touches what's mine," Lucas growled, his eyes flashing with possessiveness. I love you, Lucas. You make me feel so loved and cherished," Jennifer said, snuggling closer to him.

You're getting stronger every day, babe. I'm so proud of you," Lucas said, helping me take a few steps. I couldn't do it without you, Lucas. You're my rock," I replied, smiling weakly.

While we were in our solitude, Lucas's phone buzzed, breaking the silence in the hospital room. He glanced at the screen, his expression darkening. 'What is it?' I asked, my heart racing. He showed me the message, his eyes locked on mine. 'Your kids are next,' it read. I felt a chill run down my spine as Lucas's face hardened, his jaw clenched in anger and fear.

"What if they get our children and hurt them, Lucas? What if I'm stuck like this forever and can't ever walk?" I asked, my voice laced with fear. I'll be here for you and the kids and would not allow anything to happen to either you or the kids, babe. We'll face it together," Lucas reassured her.

Lucas's eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched in determination. 'I promise, Jennifer, I will find out who did this to you and make them pay,' he said, his voice low and menacing. He stroked my hair, his touch gentle but his eyes burning with fierce intensity. 'No one hurts my girl and gets away with it.

"I lost someone I loved once, Jennifer. I won't let it happen again," Lucas said, his eyes clouding over. We've been through so much, Lucas. But I'm here for you, always," I replied, holding his hand.

I feel so connected to you, Lucas. You're my everything," I said, my eyes shining with love. "You're my soulmate, Jennifer. I love you more than life itself," Lucas replied, his voice filled with emotion.

Lucas's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in determination. He was thinking about the promise he made to protect me and our kids, and how he would stop at nothing to keep us safe. He was worried about the threat looming over us, and his mind raced with thoughts of revenge and justice. His heart burned with a fierce intensity, and he was willing to do whatever it took to keep me and our family safe.

You're so dominant, Lucas. It makes me feel safe and loved," Jennifer said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're my vulnerable little flower, Jennifer. I'll always protect you," Lucas replied, his eyes burning with intensity.

Lucas and I have faced our share of challenges since we met three years ago. We'd built a life together, one filled with love, laughter, and adventure. But after his brother's death, Lucas's past mistakes came back to haunt us, and our lives were forever changed.